Reading on phone: Facing off two stubborn opponents, what's the point of talking about chest attacks or knocking out the future? They've even resorted to basic punches. As the match progresses, it's no longer a duel between two seasoned players—it's just like kids fighting. Qin Feng managed to land a successful chest attack, just barely able to smile in delight, only to be kicked in the lower leg by Liu Su, causing him to grit his teeth in pain. It turns out, tofu isn't always delicious, and cheap advantages aren't always easy to claim. The beautiful senior girl, who started off shy, has now turned fiercely angry—she's completely forgotten all her previous rules, like not allowing any attacks on her body or strikes to her back of the head. After a few more minutes of exchanging blows, each of them has gained some advantages, though overall, Liu Su seems to be at a disadvantage, being a woman. "Qin Feng," she declares, "if I don't end up on my knees begging for mercy today, I'll take your surname." With this statement, she clearly expresses her determination. "Liu Su, if I don't knock you senseless today, I'll take your surname Liu," he said firmly. Even if he couldn't win in the battle of spirit, he certainly wouldn't concede—and he was confident of victory. "Excellent! Watch my signature move, the White Crane's Ethereal Palm!" The beautiful senior sister announced a name that sounded truly impressive, her body posture now completely different from before—her entire frame suddenly became as delicate and supple as silk, with a faint jade glow emanating from her palms. A mist of white smoke rose from his palms. Soon, Liu Su noticed her muscles growing stiff, as if her bones had been glued together. Surprised, she found herself still in the position of raising her hand, completely motionless. Qin, the young man, chuckled and clapped his hands. "How about now? Do you feel convinced? I've been holding back my strongest moves—just because I thought you'd appreciate that courtesy as a beautiful woman. Didn't you think I'd be easy to handle?" At this moment, the beautiful senior student could barely move except her eyes. Qin, still smiling, strode over and said, "I swore just now that I'd knock you senseless, scattering your clothes all over the ground. Now, I'm going to fulfill that promise!" With that, he began unbuttoning the beautiful girl's clothes. Liu Su's eyes widened in astonishment. If she could speak, she would surely have launched into a furious tirade. But right now, all she could do was watch helplessly as her scarf was removed and laid on the grass, followed by the unbuttoning of her outer jacket. In no time, her several garments lay scattered on the grass, leaving behind only a set of purple, form-fitting thermal underwear that accentuated her figure even more due to its snug design. Ahead stood two towering peaks forming a rise, and a slender waist beneath; behind, a well-rounded, lifted posterior and two long, graceful legs adorned with wallpaper. Ahh, Qin, the young gentleman, couldn't help but swallow a lump in his throat and said, "As you know, your appearance combined with your figure must have left countless people in awe. Considering we're alone here in this remote countryside, with just us two—shouldn't we do something a little more than just stand and chat?" His hands had already reached up to grasp those two peaks, feeling an excellent texture even through the fabric of his underwear and bra. Tears began to well up in the beautiful junior's eyes. I bet she’s now regretting it deeply. If only she’d known the outcome would be this, she wouldn’t have volunteered to spar with Qin Feng at all. After all this time of getting to know him, she knew him inside and out—this guy’s a classic opportunist: he’ll take every advantage he can, and if there’s no chance to benefit, he’ll create one himself. “Sister, what’s wrong with you?” he feigned composure, saying, “It must be the cold—it’s frozen your tears. I’ll carry you to the car right away. Don’t thank me, though. That’s what I should’ve done!” Liu Su wanted to bite him right through. Who in the world is going to take off my clothes? You’ve nearly left me completely bare, and now I have to thank you for carrying me to the car—what kind of sense does that make? Wait—does he really plan to do something utterly beastly to me on the way to the car? Her heart now beats even faster. Qin, the young lord, carried her across his shoulders and walked straight toward his car. The Hummer is a large vehicle, and as a result, the interior space is spacious. Liu Su was seated in the wide rear bench, which is as broad as a typical bed and over two meters long—on this seat, the experience of being shaken by the vehicle is far more comfortable than in a sedan. "Hey, is it still cold for you, sis? I'll turn on the heater right away," he said with a mischievous smile. With her body no longer under control, Liu Su's sensory nerves had been reduced to a minimum; whether it was cold or warm no longer mattered to her. Qin Feng moved to the back, his hands naturally resting on her full breasts—one hand constantly restless, the other gliding down, eventually slipping into her warm pants. After a series of exploratory movements, his fingers finally reached the entrance to the mysterious garden. A sense of despair appeared in the eyes of the beautiful junior. In her mind, she recalled an old saying often heard from elders: "Those who drown are the ones who know how to swim; those who die are the ones who stubbornly refuse to give in." Previously, she moved gracefully among men, like a leaf passing through a crowd of flowers, untouched and unimpacted—she often took pride in this. Now, however, she found herself year after year being the one caught, and this year, even her eyes were poked by the very geese she was trying to avoid. While her nerves elsewhere were insensitive, that particular spot remained consistently the most sensitive. Qin, the young nobleman, had long been experienced in such matters—just a single finger could elevate a young lady to her peak. That finger now moved with remarkable dexterity. At first, the beautiful senior student looked uncomfortable, even with a hint of murderous intent, but soon, discomfort transformed into pleasure. Her large eyes slightly narrowed, and her breathing grew not only faster but deeper and more labored. He smiled to himself—any response was good. By now, Qin could be certain beyond doubt that the once-ill-reputed beauty before him was still the genuine article, unchanged in essence. So he didn't dare go too deep—after all, for a first date with a girl, it was crucial. If he messed up that delicate layer, Liu Su would definitely push back hard. A while later, her eyes completely closed, and she seemed entirely relaxed and enjoying herself. Qin Dashi lowered his head and kissed the slightly cool lips of the beautiful woman, his tongue smoothly slipping between her teeth and lavishly caressing them. Liu Su emitted a nasal sound reminiscent of an old cat in heat, clearly indicating that she no longer had any resistance at all. Qin Feng's movements grew even more vigorous; by now, the garden was muddy all over. Suddenly, a surge of energy burst forth, and Liu Su let out a long, deep nasal sound in response.